Mad Ol' Country Lyrics - The Black League

Sure we had a reputation 

For being weak and rude 

And I guess there ain't no saying 

What's the truth 

We used to rather mind our business 

And take care of it too 

Still we like to keep to ourselves now 

How 'bout you? 

Sing a song for a mad ol' country 

No place like home 

Just a song for this mad ol' towa 

The north will rise again! 

It's rising! 

So we liked to drink our whiskey 

For a forth sight in a row 

And go raisin' hell down south 

What a real bloody horrorshow 

And yes, we take a lot of pride, man 

In what we are and what we do 

At least we have integrity, son 

How 'bout you? 

It's rising: 

Can you hear it honey? 

Now for all ye unbelievers 

Just let the truth be knows 

You can take a an out of here, girl 

But never above 

It's rising!